Last week at Farmers' Market, Forrest and I passed by a sod merchant's booth. We joked about how it'd be funny if Forrest covered his work desk with sod, in an attempt to out-do my Microsoft mentor's orange shag desk cover.
I stopped at the booth and asked the vendor how much the sod was. He wanted to know how many square feet we were looking at. We laughed and explained our weird idea. They actually thought it was amusing too, and offered us a free patch.
But then it didn't get quite enough light in Forrest's office (surprise!). The two patches are now sitting outside the apartment, probably dying a slow death.